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26 And as the kynge of Israel was goinge vpon the wall, there cryed a woman vnto him sayinge: helpe, my Lorde O kynge.
27 He sayd: yf the Lord do not succoure the: wherwith can I helpe the: wt the barne, or wt the wyne presse?
28 And the kynge sayde vnto her: what wilt thou? She answered: yonder woman sayde vnto me: brynge thy sonne, that we maye eate him to daye, and we wyll eate myne to morowe.